Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is short and white. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 6. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Damakos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his white eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Nicor was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a black coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Halimath was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Halimath's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Solid gold idol (800 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Drifting was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Drifting abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bowyer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.